Corners into straights!

Wow!

The spectators in the stands on the edge of the runway suddenly erupted in a loud exclamation.

Fourth, the black Jamaican teenager who was a head taller than the other players, at this time, the big stride lead was completely in front of everyone, even the American player Mike Grant, who was the first from the preliminaries to the semifinals, and his strength far surpassed that of other young athletes, was also overtaken by the opponent in the corner. And after entering the straight, this lead becomes obvious, so that all the spectators present can see it at a glance.

When Yechin turned from the corner to the straight, he was still in a chasing attitude, and Yusse Bot in front of him had already established an absolute advantage at this time with his super running on the way.

But the gap between Ye Qin and the third lane, the British player Jamal Ken, who won him in the semifinals, is much smaller than the semi-finals, and I don't know if he played better in this final, or if Jamal Ken performed poorly, the opponent created a PB in the semi-finals, but Ye Qin obviously felt that the opponent's speed was slower than in the preliminaries.

At this time, the competitor in front of Yechin was the fourth lane, Yusse Both, and by the time Yechin entered the straight, the opponent had already pulled more than five meters away from him.

Then there are Mike Grant in lane 5 and Jamal Ken in lane 3, both of whom are muscular, explosive and dominating in the first half of the race.

Then there's Danny Bailey of the Netherlands Antilles in lane six, and after entering the straight, he is just two positions ahead of Yechin at level.

"Eighty meters to go......"

Ye Qin didn't go to find the position of the other players, the players in front of him were a lot ahead of him, he was chasing, and he didn't need to deliberately turn his head to observe to see the position of the players in front of him.

"Ye Chin, come on!!"

"Ye Chin, come on!"

By this time in the stands, the Chinese delegation had completely screamed, and although there were not many of them, the shouts were not hidden in the shouts of thousands of people.

On the 200-meter track, the light was completely dominated by the black Jamaicans who were in first place, far ahead of the other runners.

Only the members of the Chinese delegation have always focused on the figure that got the red color, which is their compatriots and teammates who came to the game together.

"Ye Chin, run! Run! Run! ”

Zhou Bin almost leaned out of most of his body from the stands, and shouted as if he was going to jump directly into the arena.

As the head of the regiment, Ye Lidong, who has always paid attention to his image, had red ears and red face at this time, ripped off the tie on his body, raised it directly and waved it, and shouted loudly at Ye Qin in the arena.

They watched several races, and they knew very well that after the corner into the straight, the remaining second half was the distance that Ye Qin was best at, and whether they could go further depended on Ye Qin's performance of this distance.

His steps were fast, and his breath seemed to explode in his chest.

Ye Qin began to chase after the four players in front of him.

For many of the spectators present, the game was basically a matter of victory and defeat at this point.

This is a sprint race, once the lead is obvious, unless the runner in front of you makes a mistake, it is definitely not easy to catch up, after all, you are running, and everyone else is running.

But Yechin is different.

From the beginning of the start to the current mid-course running stage, it seems that because of the finals and the competition of high-level players, he feels that he has played to the extreme.

When everyone's eyes were drawn to the black Jamaican teenager who was running first, Ye Qin entered the rhythm and field that he was best at, and he seemed to hear the footsteps of his opponents and hear their heavy breathing.

Seventy metres from the finish line, Yechin overtook Danny Bailey of the Netherlands Antilles, and with plenty of pace in the second half of the race, he was also sprinting at the pace.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters......

Jamal Ken in the third lane, all the spirit is focused on the two competitors in front of him, Usher Bott and Mike Grant, Usher Bolt has opened up a huge gap with all of them at this moment, and the stride advantage of height and leg length is vividly reflected at this time, and the opponent has launched a sprint towards the finish line.

Yusse Bot, he himself knows very well that he will never be able to catch up, but there is hope for Mike Grant.

In the last few tens of meters, the gap between him and Mike Grant is getting closer and closer, the opponent is not much ahead of him, and he can also see that Mike Grant's speed is declining rapidly, and he seems to have a chance.

I don't know if it was because of Mike Grant's all-out outburst in the face of Eucey Bote, which caused him to be under too much psychological pressure, and his performance was a little worse than his performance in the preliminaries and semifinals.

In the men's 200 meters, even for the top adult athletes, there will inevitably be a big slip in the final fifty or sixty meters, and this is especially true for these young athletes, who do not have enough physical fitness and muscle lactation tolerance to make it to the end.

If you can take second, you definitely don't want to take third, and Jamal Ken is gritting his teeth and is fighting to catch up, and by this final sprint, he is completely out of the way.

Suddenly, Jamal Ken felt a figure on his left side chasing after him.

Is that the Asian player?!

Jamal Ken is a stocky man who excels at the first half of the game, and while he is a bit behind Oil-Bolt and Mike Grant, he has an absolute advantage over the rest of the game.

At this time, he already felt a little heavy in his body, and he knew that the Asian player who caught up at this time had fought in the semifinals, and the opponent's strength in the second half was good, and he was almost overtaken by the opponent at the moment when he crossed the line at the end of the semi-finals. But in this final, I didn't expect this Asian athlete to catch up with him twenty or thirty meters before the finish line.

At this time, many spectators in the stands also noticed Ye Chin, in addition to the large lead of Usai Bote, Ye Chin, who fell behind in the cornering stage, suddenly caught up from behind, and the feeling of speeding can also ignite the enthusiasm of the audience to the greatest extent.

The most exciting thing about track and field, in addition to seeing the players of the strong team lead with absolute strength and crush others, there is also the kind of strong impact that falls behind in the first half of the race, and finally suddenly breaks out and catches up.

Before you reach the finish line, no one knows what will happen.

Ye Qin saw the back of the other party about to reach the finish line, the yellow tracksuit, the movement of running and swaying from side to side, and the flying "No. 290" number plate.

It was the toughest opponent he had ever faced, and he felt much stronger than the first two finishers he had faced in the 400m final.

He's watched the semi-finals of Usse Bot and knows that the opponent is strong enough to win last year's World Junior Championships, but it's one thing to know that the opponent is fast, and it's another thing to play with the opponent in the field.

Before the next game, just looking at a string of numbers that represent the results, you may lose confidence, or be a little irrational, and you will always feel that you can run so fast and beat the opponent.

And only when you are in the arena, really competing with each other, competing with each other, and when you are not far away from the runway, can you feel what kind of difference every 0.1 second and 0.01 seconds is.

But the stronger the opponent, the more they can't admit defeat, and only they can force themselves to burst into greater potential.

No matter what, you can't give up......